Jamie, that was perfect. A bit different than what I expected, but still very good. I knew we could count on you making an appearance. I had some funny ones in college. A dorm-mate missed class one day because he was bit on the finger by a squirrel. He showed the teacher the proof...it was an ugly bite. For the most part the squirrels on campus were friendly. They'd hop up to us, look at us funny, then playfully run away. Occasionally they'd wait around and do a dance, hoping to be rewarded with a curly fry or two. A buddy thought they were so nice and polite, that they should be dubbed British Squirrels--later the name of our college intramural squads (nobody wants to mess with a Fightin' British Squirrel). And the team name led to all kinds of promotions for intramural softball. A friend brought his clippers, as we hosted "shorn squirrel day". No squirrels showed up...apparently they'd ALL just had fresh haircuts. So then we tried "Bag o'nuts" day. but the only result was several sapplings popping up on the intramural fields after your's truly did a faceplant on the running track, spilling all the bags. I guess we missed a few of the acorns. Despite all of our promotions, we were unable to attract squirrel spectators...only the occasional significant other of team members. On a different note, I have a friend whose neighborly squirrel likes to ring his doorbell.